Monks are people who have left worldly life, they do not concern themselves with worldly matters, and devote themselves to the ancient lamps and Buddha.

In these towering mountains, they have seen all facets of life, but they don’t ask, for the concerns of these patrons are only spoken to Buddha and Bodhisattva.

Yet the old monk is curious, why would he frown?

How could he frown? Is the tea not good?

Lin Tian glanced at the old monk and said: "This tea... is bitter."

Hmm?

Many people’s gazes turned towards him. Is this person stirring trouble? This Buddha tea is clearly sweet.

Wang Sijing also walked over and, hearing Lin Tian’s assessment, burst into laughter: "Haha, could it be your taste is flawed? This Buddha tea is nurtured beneath numerous Buddhas, watered by floating clouds, sweetness is inherent in its leaves, yet you say it’s bitter?"

Many feel that Wang Sijing has a point, for it is the truth, an irrefutable truth.

Zhou Chenghang crossed his arms and looked mockingly at Lin Tian, wanting to see how Lin Tian would explain the bitterness of this sweet tea.

Liou Qingcheng pulled Lin Tian’s sleeve. How is this guy talking? Isn’t he provoking trouble?

Lin Tian handed the emptied tea bowl to the old monk, thanked him, and then turned to Wang Sijing and said: "The sweetness you mention comes from the leaves, brewed out by boiling water, indicative of good tea-making skill. The bitterness I mention emanates from its core."

Wang Sijing simply could not comprehend what this guy was talking about, only felt he was very annoying!

The old monk still didn’t understand, so he made a Buddhist gesture towards Lin Tian, smiling: "Could the patron elaborate a bit?"

Wang Sijing snorted lightly, saying: "What more does he have to say? He’s clearly speaking nonsense, I think he’s here to stir trouble. Master, how could such a person enter the hall and worship Buddha? Shouldn’t you send him down the mountain? If you’re unwilling to act, I can help."

Wang Sijing had long been eager to teach Lin Tian a lesson. Just now it was inappropriate, but now it’s justified.

She was already a bit impatient.

"Amitabha Buddha..." The old monk recited a Buddhist invocation and said: "All who come are guests, treated with courtesy. He finds the tea bitter, it’s just a personal opinion, how could it be considered troublemaking?"

"The old master is truly a wise man." Lin Tian quietly complimented before turning to Wang Sijing and casually asking: "You people of the Wang Family, perhaps none of you truly appreciate tea, right?"

Lin Tian deliberately elongated the word ’appreciate.’

Appreciating tea is a refined activity, an elegant, leisurely artistic enjoyment, essentially exploring various flavors in tea.

With myriad people, comes myriad emotions, and thus, myriad tastes can be savored.

Lin Tian said the entire Wang Family lacks an understanding of ’appreciating tea,’ Wang Sijing might not understand the implication of his words, but she clearly knew this guy’s intentions were malicious.

Immediately, her calloused hands clenched tightly, making a cracking sound.

Lin Tian further said: "Don’t understand? I’m saying, your Wang Family is too pedantic, incapable of thinking. Simply put, foolish!"

If Wang Sijing still didn’t understand this, then she really would be foolish.

The haughty Ancient Martial the Wang Family, when have they ever been publicly disparaged like this? This is practically a slap in the face!

The Wang Family has stood in the world for hundreds of years, has been looked down upon, has fallen, and has been trampled upon.

But as time passes, polished and washed, the Wang Family remains standing there, while those who slighted and trampled upon the Wang Family have been forgotten by the world, sifted out like sand by time.

Wang Sijing felt that Lin Tian would certainly be one of those grains of sand, merely a jumping clown.

If it weren’t for someone important to see today, Wang Sijing would have already taken action.

She had heard of Lin Tian’s exploits, all saying he was strong, but Wang Sijing did not hold him in regard.

The path of martial arts is like rowing upstream, vessels compete in currents.

Only by advancing boldly, fearless, can achievement be made.

If one is timid, they will only fall behind, becoming a grain of sand swept away by the waves.

Thus, in Wang Sijing’s eyes, no matter how formidable Lin Tian is, he’s just a disagreeable stepping stone, stepping on his head is the only way to advance further!

Most importantly, the recent series of events concerning the Wang Family all stem from this guy, if not for him, why would she be engaged to an ordinary commercial family?

If he’s not killed, how can rage be quelled?

Feeling Wang Sijing’s edge-like gaze, Lin Tian was unwilling to show weakness, squinting his eyes, adjusting himself to peak condition.

As their eyes met, the surroundings seemed to quiet down.

But in their gaze, there’s lightning and thunder, as though an unwary moment would see these dazzling lightning bolts strike and obliterate, life extinguished.

Wang Sijing’s eyes widened to their utmost, unblinking, soon pain began.

She realized, in this smoke-free war, she was losing miserably, to her very core.

Her only recourse now was to employ all her Inner Strength, depleting it in this contest, or else... her eyes really might go blind.

Lin Tian seemed relaxed and unbothered, blinking occasionally, teasing with his brows, the brazen demeanor further stoking ire!

Outsiders simply didn’t know how these two had escalated from confrontation to gazing at each other in an instant? Moreover, seeing Lin Tian’s demeanor... Is he flirting with Wang Sijing?

Zhang Nianping on the side was watching and growing anxious.

What’s with this brat? With three women already, how is he still eyeing someone else’s fiancée?

Look at the girl glaring like she’s about to devour someone... to bring her into the family would be endless trouble.

No, this daughter-in-law is definitely off the table!

The worst expression belonged to Zhou Chenghang, his face was dark, but in his mind, he felt his reputation was tarnished, like a green pasture, ready for a World Cup pitch!

In front of so many, to flirt with his fiancée, is there anything more embarrassing?

"Sijing." Zhou Chenghang lightly patted Wang Sijing’s shoulder, just about to say something when he felt Wang Sijing transform into a powerful spring, directly sending him outward.

Whoosh~

Listening to the wind in his ears, Zhou Chenghang felt like a discarded bag of trash, landing without dignity, rolling several times until his head collided with a wall, ceasing movement.

He felt as though his bones were disintegrating, moaning perpetually, disoriented from the events that just transpired.

Those nearby were stunned, what occurred? No one seemed to move, so why did he fly unwarrantedly, landing so terribly?

Could it be acrobatics, but this is too committed!